Over It

from by Bear Mace

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The weight of these waves has been weighing me down, way down.
There is nothing left, nothing but death, nothing but fog.
I'm having trouble catching my breath.
I'm having trouble catching my breath.

The fog is too thick and I can't find my way home.
The fog is too thick and I can't find my way home.
The fog is too thick.
The fog is too thick.
The fog is too thick and I can't find my way home.
The fog is too thick and I can't find my way home.

This is the last time that you'll ever see me.
The road to hell is long and I can't see.

The fog is too thick.
The fog is too thick.
The fog is too thick and I can't find my way home.
The fog is too thick.
The fog is too thick.
The fog is too thick and I can't find my way home.
The fog is too thick.
The fog is too thick.

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from Hobo Gold EP, released November 26, 2012

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Bear Mace Vancouver, British Columbia

Vocals - Mike Jakes
Drums - Mitch Kirilo
Bass - James Gibbs
Guitar - Mike Paulson
Guitar - Jordan Pond

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